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Twain knows of any other cases of this kind he will be greatly obliged if he will write him concerning them at his earliest convenience. et and gray,had been summoned forward to receive the highest academic honors whichthe world has to give. on a book published at a loss. I wish you could see old Cambridge and Ponkapog.